She turned away before he could see the tears shining on her face. “Thanks for saying that, Edmund.”

After rushing into her room and shutting the door, she leaned up against it, whispering to herself.

“I’m not alone. I’m not alone.”

She stripped the wet clothes from her body and pulled on a sleeping gown before collapsing into her bed. Her mother would have chastised her for planning to sleep the day away, but she didn’t have it in her to rise again.

Tomorrow would be another long day of waiting for someone who might never come.

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About M. Lynn

M. Lynn is a USA Today bestselling author of love. Yes, love. Whether it be YA romance, NA romance( Both under Michelle MacQueen), or fantasy romance, she loves to make readers swoon.

The great loves of her life to this point are two tiny blond creatures who call her “aunt” and proclaim her books to be “boring books” for their lack of pictures. Yet, somehow, she still manages to love them more than chocolate.

When she’s not sharing her inexhaustible wisdom with her niece and nephew, Michelle is usually lounging in her ridiculously large bean bag chair creating worlds and characters that remind her to smile every day - even when a feisty five-year-old is telling her just how much she doesn’t know.

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